Nature is immortal
Swinging beneath the oak tree
I hear the tinkle of her laughter
I feel the breeze light
Peek through the tops of branches, undiluted sunshine ☀️flashes
it’s eyes looks down upon me.
The sight of the flowers so striking
I remember them so vividly.
My gaze momentarily suspended
beats blessed to be in this moment.
Mother and child together preserved in this portrait
My memory states nature is immortal for eternity.
Posted on 2020-11-12, in POETRY-FREESTYLE/IN YER FACE/EXPERIMENTAL and tagged creative outlets, Creativity, Gratitude, hope, image prompt, Mental Wellbeing, Nature, poems, poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.